Pill Prescriptions and Hospital Visits

Tuesday: January 27, 2015 
(technically it is Wednesday at 2 AM BUT  
I don't consider it a new day until sleep then awake the next morning)

      I am a rather sickly child and quite injury-prone... All of my life I struggled with plenty of health issues including asthma, sleep disorders, anxiety, mood swings, migraines, vision problems (one of my eyes is near sighted while the other is far sighted as well as having astigmatism in both eyes), weak joints resulting in plenty of twisted/fractured/broken bones, allergies in the spring, mild lactose-intolerance, and various other things. Needless to say my life use to be a never ending cycle of pills and doctors appointments. I took over 20 pills a day until this summer when I decided to secretly stop them all. It was a very risky thing with the heavy dosage of medication I was as well as all the different types but I was tired of being in the situation that because I was already reliant on one pill that I needed more pills to counteract other pills or things of that matter, so I just stopped them all together. Fortunately, it made me feel so much happier and livelier. I notified all my doctors in around the August-September time frame and although they were unhappy of my sudden stop, they were happy that the solution went over smoothly and worked very well. I still have all my same problems and I still struggle with them but now they are less burdening and I've learned to cope with them and even overcome others.

However, tonight I spent 4 hours in the ER due to a swelling, throbbing, reddened big toe. I had actually fractured the exact same toe 3 years earlier during a basketball game, similarly it was fractured this time. But unlike last time, it now also had a possible infection. My mom and I waited in the ER for about an hour before my vitals were checked, then thirty minutes to be escorted to another waiting room, another thirty minutes to be brought to an actual room, then twenty minutes for a doctor to come in and recommend x-rays, ointment, antibiotics and a beautiful, very stylish, protective boot (please sense my sarcasm here).  After all this was done, a lady came in randomly to hand my mom paper work and to check my blood sugar levels by pricking my finger and seeing how much blood came out and if it was a good color. Finally, my mom and I were free to go (at approximately midnight) just to get on the highway to find enormous amounts of traffic and wait an extra thirty minutes just to get home. When we finally to arrive, my mom gives me some medication, makes some delicious seasoned rice and allows me stay up to write the marvelous blog since I have not in the past two days but also because I will not be attending school tomorrow, very unfortunate since I despise missing school but that is one of the effects of being a sickly child.

band aides, protective boots, and patient tags



Glimpse of 2 AM Katya

Katya Podkovyroff
"The September Journalist"





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